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In this latest batch of game developers doing remarkable fake gamer poses, we show intensity, more Suda 51, and what happens when things bovine go corporate. For a brief minute, Nintendo’s Bill Trinen (above) was corrupt with power. It’s the risk you take when you have wearable appliances (and a photographer) at a media event.
Next month’s release of the Wii U marks the end of the GameCube’s distinctive controller as a method for manipulating Nintendo games, but the color-coded buttons and sticks will always remain a method for making well-dressed attractive people look as if they are playing video games and not just smiling vacantly into a camera.
“When is a cosplay not a cosplay?” queried the Mad Hatter, sipping lukewarm tea from a cracked and leaking cup. “When it’s pay-per-use stock photography that someone put up for sale in case someone felt a pressing need for shots of a woman dressed as the lead character from American McGee’s Alice: Madness Returns?” I reply.
There is no colour allowed in this family’s home. Theirs is a cult of khaki, a wasteland of white. Their mission is to match. Every inch, every item, every tooth, every person, must be white and well-lit. There can be no dissent. And when they have scourged all colour from their world, they must play, wholeheartedly and with full devotion.
You’ve all been there. You’re sitting there against a black backdrop, playing Call of Honor or Medal of Duty or whatever, when all of the sudden you’re struck by the sneaking suspicion that there’s a sexy machine woman standing right behind you. Ha, if I had a dime for every time I got that feeling!